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Having completed their preliminary investigation of Florida conditions, the delegates assembled for their first session. A letter from President Coolidge was read by Eugene E. Thompson (Crane, Paris & Co., Washington). Many of the delegates thought that the President himself was reading to them, for Mr. Thompson strongly resembles Mr. Coolidge, except that he is not quite so angular. The President stated that he approved of the Association's efforts to stop the sale of unsound securities. Then an epistle from Secretary Mellon was read. Mr. Mellon explained why it is to the interest of U. S. prosperity to curb...
...THEY LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER !?Meredith Nicholson? Scribners ($2.00). Mort Crane was a printer in Indianapolis, and his wife Alice owned a fourth interest in the printing business in which he was Vice President and Secretary. He loved his work and his wife loved the profits?or she would have loved them if they had been larger. So Alice after 17 years began to think Mort was a futile little man, that Howard Spencer, who owned three fourths of the "Press," was a very fine man, and that the "Press" should be expanded. Mort Crane could not think...
...those who did not lift their voices to welcome the prodigy was Edwin Markham, Honorary President of the Poetry Society of America. Poet Markham is old; a snow white beard depends from his chin; perhaps because his long experience has rendered him dubious of prodigies, he examined the little Crane girl's poems with critical attention. Of The Janitor's Boy he said nothing. But last week, when he read her second volume, Lava Lane, he hinted a courteous skepticism. Last week he said to a newspaper reporter...
...innocent ones and murmurs float above the clatter of the table d'hôte: "There's Oontermeyer!" "There's Bennett!" One afternoon, after the coffee, suggested Poet Markham, a joke went round the company; pencils flashed from waistcoat pockets, and the Child Genius, Nathalia Crane, was born upon the back of a menu-card...